One Day Closer

I’ve had this post open for over a week now trying to find the right words to say so here it goes!  Last week an event happened and it reminded me exactly why I wanted to start this project/community.

This project went from me posting my fitness journey on social media for self motivation to people saying I was motivating them. That grew into an idea to create something even bigger so that maybe someone else could have motivation. Or maybe they could get support if they were going through a hard time.

We all know that being a mom is hard. Being a mom and a military spouse is just ridiculous at times, especially during those “solo” parenting phases. I’m not going to lie, there are a lot of days I just want to give up.  I never do though. I get up the next day and keep moving forward. I do this because that’s my job. I do this because I love my family and my husband couldn’t do his job well if I just gave up.

Whether you marry into the military life or you take the journey together, this life isn’t easy. It doesn’t matter how much you think you’ve prepared yourself for it, it’s never enough.  Even after fourteen years, the Army still surprises me almost weekly, especially during deployments.

Fourteen years and many deployments later, it’s still hard to read the news. Nothing can prepare you for the punch in the gut you get when you know your spouse was close to a bad event.  It’s even harder to read their words, “I’m ready to come home now” when they send you the news article, knowing there’s absolutely nothing you can do to make the situation better. After receiving an email like this, that’s when I broke.  I was sitting in front of the gym getting ready to go to class, but I couldn’t move. I sat there trying to catch my breath and calm myself down.  Had it not been for a tap on my window, I probably would have sat in the truck until class was over. Yes, I knew he was alright but after 7 months of staying strong and not letting my stress show, I broke.

Thankfully I was at the right place, at the right time when this happened. The group of ladies that I have gotten close to over the last year were all there when I had my moment. They pulled me out of the truck, prayed with me, and then made me do zumba to get my mind off of everything. It was exactly what I needed at that moment. I was able to put myself back together because I had an amazing group of women that were there for me when I needed it. That is why I created this community.

As a military spouse you NEED a support system, you need your ARMY of friends! You need people that know exactly what you’re going through! You can’t be the best wife or the best mom if you aren’t the best you! I hope that this community can help you find that, even if it’s in the smallest way.

If you’re a new military spouse, my biggest advice is to find your group of people and never let them go. I made the mistake of trying to do this alone years ago and it didn’t go very well. While this may be the hardest deployment we have faced, it has also been the easiest to get past the hard moments. It’s been that way because I decided to get out of the house and join a group (gym). I found my place and people that will support me. Support and friends are a huge priority when taking on the military life. When the deployments come (and they will), it’s good to know that the moment you break (and you probably will), you will have your support group there to help put you back together again.

One thing my husband and I always say during deployments is, “one more day done, one more down”.  Before he left this time I made myself a bracelet and him a charm to wear on his dog tags that says “One Day Closer.”  That has been our reminder over the last 7 months that deployments don’t last forever and every night we are one day closer to this phase in life ending. So if you are going through something hard right now, use that saying as your motivation. You are One Day Closer to a better day. You got this!

If you’re wanting to join the FTB Community, I’d love for you to join us over on Facebook! Below you’ll find the link for my Facebook page and Group!

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Invisible Mom Syndrome | Flashback to 2015

Today I found this private post on my business page from 3 years ago that talked about my fitness journey.  Oh how miserable I was, but I was laying it all out there. Unfortunately that try didn’t stick, but I still love the words I wrote.

Take a look…do these words apply to you?

How many moms out there run and hide from a camera? I know I do, and I’m a photographer! I should be the first one to jump in, throw my hands up and say “CHEESE!” But instead, I hide. I hide because I’m 30 years old, I’ve had 4 children and I hate the way I look. I am an invisible mom. My children range from the age of 2 to 10 and for the last five years at least, I’ve been dodging photos. They are going to look back on those years and think, “where did my mom go?” I don’t want my children to have to search for photos of me with them. I want them to look back at their childhood and remember all the times we took those selfies. I’m tired of being the invisible mom. You know how  you get rid of the invisible mom syndrome? You get up and do something about it. I hope that one day, I can make these posts public so that other moms can know that you are not alone. There are many women who face the same insecurities that you do.  This is the start of me documenting my journey on how to become a healthier very visible mom, and how to love yourself while doing it.

Last week, my husband left for Afghanistan so I decided that it was the perfect time to start this journey….again. Do you know how many times I’ve failed? A LOT! But I’m not giving up. I’ve been doing great this last week with walking five out of the seven nights. I haven’t had fast food or ordered out all week and  I’ve drank more water this past week than I think I have in six months. This morning I started doing light lifting. I think I could have gone a little harder on it because I’m not really feeling the burn. Problem #1 to fix tomorrow, right? So before I get off here, I will leave you with my photo. I promise you, there was no altering to it….even though I would really like to liquify myself and make me look like a super model. This is 100% me. I’ll try to snap a full body photo for the next entry.

Children don’t care if you’re tall or short, fat or thin.  Children only see a person who loves them and they think that their mother is beautiful all the time. Love yourself for you, love yourself for your family.

Sorry — photo was taken off for now…it will return in a few months. 😉

Even though I’m doing so much better today than I was three years ago, these words are still the best reminder that I haven’t given up and I never will.

If you aren’t following my page on Facebook, I’d love for you to join us! There are some great things coming this year for this page and I can’t wait to share them with you! Come join me on this journey as I create something big!


Hiding in the Silent Ranks

Written by Jenny Stone

I have always been patriotic at heart. Growing up and even now, still I romanticize about the sacrifice, loss and love of the military families in wars past and present. It is an odd romance as I am immersed within the military community with a husband who has been Active Duty for thirteen years now. Yet, sometimes I have not considered myself a true member. I have felt like an outsider. After all, what is sadder than walking around a military base without a baby in your arms or a second on the way? Not much could be worse if you struggle with infertility or have gone through losing a child.

The military community is full of families. FULL of them! You cannot walk around a military base without seeing at least a dozen strollers, fifty pregnant women, and kids laughing and playing with their dads on a playground. This is a blessing. It is a wonderful thing to see so many of men and women who serve being supported by a family behind them. Children are a blessing and we know it, which is why we want them so badly. For those of us who struggle with infertility, we want the rest of you to know that most of us genuinely are thrilled when we see happy and close military families walking around base enjoying their time together. When our friends share their news of a new little arrival coming or when we attend ANOTHER baby shower for the FRG ladies who are expecting. Most women who struggle with infertility or loss of a child, if you ask them, their hearts have struggled so much that they truly appreciate each and every life that comes into this world.

There is also another side of us that you may not see unless you are close to us; even then we suffer mostly in silence. We are also very bitter. And on top of that we feel guilty about our bitterness. We feel we can never be the wife who will show up to the FRG lunch with a baby on our hip and share sarcastically another painful story of how our husband just got home from TDY and now “whoops” we are pregnant again. We know these situations happen and we will laugh with you, we will be thrilled for you, but our hearts will be troubled. We long for a pregnancy to be in our control or even a random surprise.

There is a large community of military families struggling with infertility and/or loss of a child(ren). As of last year it was reported that almost 3 million women suffer with secondary infertility. Whether one has never conceived or they have gone through losing a child it, can be a struggle simply doing daily tasks around base. Alexa Elderkin, a military spouse at Fort Campbell describes it in her own words, “Since losing my daughter and learning that I may never be able to conceive again, the way I feel spending time around other military families changes like the weather…sometimes, I sit in the car and give myself a pep talk before entering the store. Other times, I simply cannot stomach it without my husband for support.”

There are many options for support. Technology and seeking out other military families struggling through social media is one option. Another option is to seek counseling or to get advice from your PCP. Counseling services can be provided by your installation’s chaplain, Military One Source, Military and Family Life Consultant program (MFLC), the Family Advocacy Program, and some may choose outside civilian services. Be aware that some outside services may have some out-of-pocket expenses.

In today’s military, technology is our friend. Military spouses all over the world have started Facebook groups to share their stories, offer support or assistance, and overall just find peace in knowing they are not alone at their current duty station. Constanza Carluccio, a military spouse stationed in Italy, shares how much a support group is helping her by saying, “The fertility group has been helping me a lot, knowing and meeting women that have lived and experienced the same struggles and they had success makes me feel I have hope.”

Being educated in what TRICARE covers is a big step. Most Infertility Clinics offer financial counseling and will go over what your options are as far as what is covered and what is not. If you are PCSing or new to the scene, reach out and find a Facebook Group from your area or send a message to your friends at other bases to locate individuals who have used clinics at the post you are heading to. There are others out there who can and will assist you. It is a humbling step to take but having all the information at your fingertips will give you peace in the process.

If you are someone who is going through infertility or has lost a child, then remember you are not alone. If you are a friend or family member who knows someone going through it, reach out to them, be compassionate, and communicate about how they feel you can best support and encourage them. We are a part of a wonderful worldwide community with a lot of information to share with one another. Reach out to others for support and encouragement. You are not alone.

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My name is Jenny L. Stone, and I am a stay at home mommy and Military Spouse. I have a Bachelors Degree in Culinary Science and a Masters in Business Administration, and for the past two years I have worked in various capacities for the American Red Cross Service to the Armed Forces. In typical fashion, as a military spouse, I also have experience in moving a lot, raising a child alone, supporting my man, balancing a checkbook, and letting Jesus take the wheel. I can be reached at for questions or comments.